ENTICE || JJk•PJm•KTh

Chapter 30 || Hypnotic

"that's your cheque," jiah nods at his voice, picking up the envelope from the table and takes a deep breath, opening it only a little to peek inside at the amount, making sure that she wasn't being cheated on. although, when she looks at the words scribbled in jimin's messy handwriting, which although isn't that difficult to read, her eyes widen in shock.

"this is—"

"it's for you," jimin says casually, nodding his head to show that he means what he said and wrote on the cheque. "i cannot pay you enough, jiah. ever. this is nothing."

jiah looks down, shaking her head and places the envelope on the table again, "if you think you can call me here throw your money at my face and i'll be all happy and fall for you again, then you're one hell of a man, park jimin."

"again?" jimin catches one word that interests him, ignoring the rest that are full of insult and anger, "so you admit that you did fall for me, at least at some point?" he smiles to himself, loosening his necktie and unbuttons his coat, stepping forward into jiah's space. "do you want more, baby?"

jiah glares at him, grabbing fistful of his neat shirt's fabric and pulls him face to face directly, gritting out in anger, "stop showing me your true colors, okay? from the very beginning i've told you that i'm not—"

"i'm sorry," jimin hushes out, snaking his hands on his waist, "hit me if you want. curse all you want, jiah. but please don't leave... i've been waiting to see you and make things better between us. i love you."

"you don't." jiah tries pushing his hands away, but they stay firm on her waist, and that bugs her more than it should. her brows scrunch in horror, staring up at the man for a second before gathering all of her strength and pushes him back. "don't touch me!" she shouts, breathing heavily with tears forming in her eyes as she slaps him hard, even going to throw a punch, but a knock on the door, stops her in time.

"jiah—"

"mr park?" it's his new secretary, jiah knows that voice. "may i come in?"

"what is it?! i told you not to disturb me!" jimin roars at the door that's still closed and silence takes over. the girl probably went away.

jiah takes a deep breath, blinking a few times holding her head, suddenly all the bad memories flooding her mind and it gets too hard to keep herself together. "fuck you mr park," she mutters, rubbing her eyes and turns to look at him, "is this what you wanted to do? call me here, give me— give me money... and if i refuse you'll... just— why? you don't love me, okay? get that thought out of your head this very instant... this is not love..." she hushes out at the end, wiping her tears with trembling hands.

"god, why are you guys like this? what did i ever do to you?" she mutters, "keep your money, your name and power and whatever..."

"jiah, listen to me. it's not what you're thinking. why would i hurt you, baby? i love you." jimin pleads instantly, holding her hand to stop her from walking out, "please, just listen to me. i didn't want it to go like this. i'd never hurt you, it's a misunderstanding—"

"stop." jiah whispers tiredly, clutching her bag and steps towards the door, but again jimin holds her hand and gets in front of her. his own eyes hold tears for some reason and features showing an extremely guilty expression. he gets down on his knees and jiah frowns, moving back. "don't—"

"i'm sorry if i hurt you. i never wanted to do that." he confesses, "i'm really sorry, jiah. i just want us to go back to how we used to be. you don't wanna work here again, fine. i get that, i was an asshole to you. and i do understand that you're mad at me. you have every right to be. but please, don't leave like this.... don't hate me... i just, i just want you with me. i love you..."